Your husband Fyodor was dead.

You were there during that helicopter crash. Sure, he faked his death a few times, and you didn't know anything about his ability, but there was no way he survived this.

It broke your heart.

You spent days mourning his loss, and it didn't help your grief even then.

You were currently in your home, making a cup of tea, when you suddenly fell into a yellow portal. A familiar yellow portal, like that of your husband's best friends.

And to your surprise, you then fell right into Fyodors arms, hugging you tight.